Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

"You're just an old guy. You call yourself an old man. Why don't you just go back and lie down in the coffin to wait for death? How dare you come out and jump around?"

"Aren't you afraid that you will be so stimulated that you won't be able to breathe, and you will die suddenly on the spot, and really become a pile of old people in your own words?"

Chu Mo smiled playfully and said to the old man in a joking manner.

"you you you..."

When the old man heard Chu Mo's teasing words, he couldn't breathe. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Chu Mo tremblingly. After a few words, he started to roll his eyes.

When everyone in the Yang family on the side saw this, their eyes all turned red, and they all stepped forward to pat the person on the back and pinch him.

After struggling for a while, the old man finally regained his composure.

Chu Mo was originally watching the good show. When he saw that the old guy was rescued, he sighed immediately and was about to give him some eye drops.

Yang Ying on the side suddenly leaned into his ear and reminded:

"Sir, this old guy's name is Yang Zhao. He is the only remaining ancestor of the Yang family. He is considered your wife's great-grandfather. If you make him angry to death, you will really have a fight with the Yang family."

When Chu Mo heard Yang Ying's warning, he didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, he asked curiously:

"So, this old guy is the one causing trouble for the Yang family now?"

Yang Ying glanced at Chu Mo with a complex expression, nodded first, and then shook her head:

"Do you think, at his age, what else can he do?"

"He's going to kill someone. I didn't see that he always has two pretty maids by his side. Aren't they used to warm the bed at night? He's not afraid of causing trouble, so he immediately goes crazy."

Chu Mo blurted out without thinking.

"you..."

Yang Ying stared at Chu Mo dumbfounded, then nodded with a constipated look on her face and said:

"This old guy is indeed lustful. Although I don't know if he is still useful now, but I believe that when he dies, if he is not mad at you, he will definitely die on a woman's belly."

Hearing that the old man agreed with his idea, Chu Mo first let out a burst of laughter that all men understood.

Then he asked with a serious face:

"Old guy, when you nodded and then shook your head just now, did you mean to say that although this matter in the Yang Mansion was not caused by this old guy with one foot in the coffin, it probably has something to do with him, right? ?”

Hearing the words "old guy", Yang Ying felt the deep malice coming from Chu Mo. She stared at him meaningfully for a while, then nodded and said:

"You're right. Among the elders of the Yang family, their room alone accounts for half of them. And in Dafang, Hongyu's lineage, except for their children, there are no elders. Existed."

"Oh, that's it, then the other party is using seniority to suppress others?"

"If there were a group of old people in my family who didn't do anything and only knew how to make decisions, I would have to skin them and pull them out to boil them into oil to light sky lanterns."

Chu Mo stared straight at Yang Zhao, who had just returned home, and said loudly, almost shouting.

After shouting, he raised his eyebrows at the shocked Yang Zhao, as if I just want to piss you off, and there's nothing you can do to me.

Yang Zhao, who had just taken a breath, heard Chu Mo's words and started to roll his eyes angrily at Chu Mo's provocation.

When the Yang family saw this, they were in chaos again.

"Boy, do you really want to piss that old guy off?"

Yang Ying looked at Chu Mo with complicated eyes.

"So what if you're angry to death? It has nothing to do with me anyway. There's no such thing as making someone angry to death in the law."

"Besides, how do you prove that the person was mad at me? Isn't it because he is old and deserves to die today? Did the Lord of Hell ask him to report it? What does it have to do with me?"

"Could it be that you Yang family members are so shameless that you know I'm honest and easy to bully, so you're going to bully me to death? Even the death of an old guy is blamed on me?"

"I can warn you. Although I am the local governor and have been granted the title of county son, I don't have much money. If you want to blackmail me, I advise you to give up as soon as possible."

Chu Mo said this so loudly that he almost shouted at the Yang family with a loudspeaker.

After hearing this, Yang Zhao, who had just regained consciousness, rolled his eyes again and then fainted.

Finally, the Yang family also discovered the problem.

A group of people wanted to send Yang Zhao back to the house first, and they were looking for trouble for Chu Mo.

However, when they saw the Yang family behind them that had been turned into ruins, they were all dumbfounded.

It turned out that during the time they were arguing with Chu Mo, layman Hanshan, Huiming and Huise were not idle.

Not only that, they also divided it into three directions, from the periphery to the middle area, and finally concentrated towards the gate for demolition.

At this time, you can see everything in the Yang Mansion, and you can see that it has been almost demolished.

At this time, all the servants of the Yang Mansion were actually driven into the courtyard, and they were all squatting in a trembling group. No one dared to make any sound.

Seeing such a scene, several elderly Yang family elders in the crowd began to point to Chu Mo with trembling hands, like Yang Zhao, and began to roll their eyes, threatening to faint. .

Facing the accusations from a group of old guys from the Yang family, Chu Mohao didn't take it seriously, but stood up directly, stretched and said:

"Everything that needs to be dismantled has been dismantled, and my anger has almost dissipated. In this case, let's go back home."

As he said this, he did not forget to say to Chu Ruowan beside him:

"This chair is quite comfortable. When you return it to someone else, remember to say thank you."

After saying that, he turned around and left while the whole family was stunned.

Watching Chu Mo leave, several younger members of the Yang family wanted to step forward to stop him, but were stopped by their fathers.

"A little impatience can ruin a big plan. Chu Mo treated our Yang family like this today. Do you think you will let it go?"

"He has three masters in his hands, and he doesn't give us any face at all. If he goes up to argue now, he is just humiliating himself."

"When Yang Hongyu comes back, just ask your great-great-grandfather to order her to seek justice for us. By then, even if the two of them beat the brains out, we will only have to watch the show from the sidelines."

Yang Ting, the middle-aged scribe who had been talking to Chu Mo before, stopped several nephews and lectured them with a cold face.

"But father, Chu Mo bullied my Yang family so much. If Yang Hongyu didn't instigate him, how could he have such courage?"

"What's more, they are a couple. Do you think Yang Hongyu, that bitch, will help us deal with Chu Mo?"

Yang Lie, the young man with a feminine appearance, frowned and asked.